Chapter 581 Internal Struggle (4)

After being sentenced to death, 127 tax officials returned to Jiangning while lying back to Jiangning, and were transported to Xijing by train. They suffered all the way without saying anything. Member Zhou even felt that the 3810 battle was as if it was hit on his butt.

The face is hot

In just a short report, Commissioner Zhou read it three times before he finished it. His beard was so angry that he kept trembling, like an old man who was about to die, trying to say his last words.

After all, there was no last word.

He is now feeling the so-called "unattainable feeling".

"It won't work if this continues." Member Zhou closed the documents heavily, and before leaving, he pulled them with his hands twice before leaving.

It is quite a long way from the Executive Yuan to Haizi, but the car is not slow at all.

The sycamore trees on both sides of the road are green and yellow, and they begin to enter the rhythm of autumn. Occasionally, you can see sanitation workers squatting on the side of the road, working hard to change nurseries, which has formed one of the scenery after midsummer.

Member Zhou's eyelids became heavier and he was so tired that he was a little reluctant to think.

The car paused steadily.

Looking up, Haizi has arrived.

The secretary took out a warm towel from the wooden box in the front seat, wiped the face of Commissioner Zhou, and then quickly got out of the car and drove.

Member Zhou stepped out of the car with a habitual smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the eyes of others, Commissioner Zhou is always full of energy.

The few staff members who came and went stood respectfully on the side of the road, expressing their respect with their eyes. It was difficult for the central cadres to do it. With such an expression, they would not practice in front of the mirror for two weeks, but there was no trace of charm.

Member Zhou entered from the east side of his habit. When he was almost inside, he looked at the brick eaves on the building. It was an ancient building restored 6 years ago. It took three people several weeks in just one piece. And that period was also the adaptation period when he was first admitted to the hospital, or in other words, it was the time of high spirits. Every time he came to Haizi and was in a bad mood, he would look at the brick eaves that looked ordinary and special.

The pace paused for a moment and continued again.

Member Zhou walked straight to the small building of the general manager before staying at the foot of the slightest foot. Various words were brewing in his head, ready to rectify the Western mainland.

At this moment, Chen Zhongguo walked out of it.

"Commissioner Zhou is here, let's go in, the general is waiting." Chen Zhongguo smiled as usual, but in the eyes of Committee Zhou, it was simply a mockery.

Chen Zhongguo undoubtedly represents the interests of the Chen family. He talked with the Chief Secretary about what was not important. What was important was that the Chief Secretary was willing to meet and talk alone. This itself was a kind of trust.

Committee member Zhou said with a hard face, "Old Chen, you happen to be here. Chen Yi beat our tax officer in the Western Mainland and expelled the person. Do you know?"

"I just heard about it today." Chen Zhongguo smiled and gave up the way.

Member Zhou had no intention of going in, and his eyes were like a needle prick, and said, "Chen Yi is only 20 years old this year. He has no organizational discipline. I can understand, Lao Chen, you understand. Do you think it is justified for us to collect taxes in the Western Mainland? Beating tax personnel... This is simply, I haven't heard of such things in some years."

"It's hard to say one-sided words. If Lao Zhou has any questions, then send someone to check them. However, you have to pay attention to the methods and methods of doing things." Chen Zhongguo beat him up and left.

Committee member Zhou gritted his teeth and looked at him leaving, cursing in his heart.

If you want to talk about the old qualifications, the one who is in power now can be older than Chen Zhongguo. However, this old guy is desperate to die... and he is getting stronger and stronger. Although he has a higher ranking in the party, just because of the Western Mainland, the Chen clan has increased his voice. Now he can say "pay attention to the methods and methods."

"Is it also a relationship with the Western Continent?" Commissioner Zhou suddenly had an idea in his mind.

In his impression, Chen Zhongguo, who left Xijing a few years ago, was a sick old man. He was not like the one who could meet the documents he had to write every day. After dinner, Commissioner Zhou was almost tired and rested immediately, and Chen Zhongguo could still talk to others.

Thinking that he might not be able to survive Chen Zhongguo, Commissioner Zhou didn't know what to say. He missed the time of working in the township. If the veteran committee member was unhappy at that time, he would dare to rush over and catch you with a full face.

When he thought of "full of face", Commissioner Zhou also smiled.

After reorganizing his thoughts, he followed the staff's instructions and entered the chief's office.

The latter was writing at his desk, and a rustling sound was made in the quiet room.

"Old Zhou is here." The general leader probably heard the sound of leather shoes.

Member Zhou laughed silently and said, "Yes, I want to talk about the Western Continent."

"Have you heard it?" The general raised his head strangely.

"What did you hear?" Committee Member Zhou was also surprised.

The chief was stunned, smiled, waved his hand, signaled him to sit down, and sat on the sofa on the side of the desk. Dantui raised his head and said, "The war in the Western Continent seems to have entered the final stage. The Water Dragon Temple where the Xijiang City State is located is located thousands of miles away, and the troops are tight. I want the Xijiang City State to participate. Old Chen just came here and asked me for my opinion."

Committee member Zhou was stunned.

Join the war?

Since he became a high-ranking official, he has never really thought about this kind of thing, let alone wars in other countries - other worlds.

"What is your opinion?"

"I haven't decided yet. I originally wanted to hold a meeting and discuss it. Since I'm here, let's talk about your thoughts."

"Of course I tend not to participate. Outside the foreign land, I don't know anything, so we naturally focus on developing first." Member Zhou thought for a moment and said: "It is said that our range of activities in the Western Continent is limited and we cannot reach the area where the Temple War is war. Why are we now participating?"

"They are interested in our ships. It is said that the farthest ports we can reach now need defense, and in addition, they want us to conduct ocean-going attacks."

Member Zhou suddenly realized that if you want to say that high-tech power is first reflected in the equipment level. Compared with the cunning and excessive land warfare, most of the naval warfares are ship-competing. The steel warships produced by the earth are stronger than wooden ships on the Western Continent.

Even though he understood, Committee Member Zhou continued to stick to his position of opposing the war, and the Chief Secretary himself was hesitant and naturally did not comment.

However, it was inconvenient to raise the matter of the tax personnel being beaten.

Compared to war, this kind of thing is too small.

When he returned to his office, Member Zhou immediately asked his office director to assign tasks and covered the cover of the tax personnel being blocked.

This happened in the Western Continent. As long as it is clearly stated that it will cover it, the chance of making a fuss is really not high. Even if it is an agency that never disappears, the Western Continent is still relatively sensitive information, and the disseminators have to worry about it...

As for the parties involved, they will not promote this family scandal.

The tax-fighting incident in the Western Continent was like cold water in Xijing, immersed and quiet.

Of course, the attention in the Western Continent has not lasted for too long.

The distant war for Xijing took place on this continent.

For several days, a large number of armed forces and soldiers appeared around the city-state, which made people talk, and the business of the merchants became better.

Especially for weapons merchants, sales volume has increased by more than five times.

Not only some small shop owners bought firearms, but also ordinary workers. Since the authorities had no intention of stopping them, the originally calm gentleman was willing to buy them first.

Compared with the prices of other supplies, the price of a high-power pistol or a single shot gun is not expensive.

Mo Shaoqiu was so happy that he scratched his head. He was the largest arms dealer in the city-state of Xijiang and was almost the only arms dealer. Although others sold American and German-made weapons, they were still out of him, and the profits were not lost at all.

"There are almost 200,000 people in the city-state of Xijiang. If each person has a self-defense weapon and a long spear is prepared at home, it will be 400,000." The person who never settled the accounts, looked at it seriously for the sake of the money.

But, as he calculated, he even had a problem.

"In the past month, it seems that more than 200,000 short guns have been sold? Who is fine to buy so many?" Mo Shaoqiu grabbed the account book and headed to the West Malaysia market.

The Mo family's weapons shop is in the corner of the market, with bank-style stone walls, and steel plates and ceramics behind it. It not only has a heat-proof weapon, but also has a considerable barrier to the fighting spirit.

Its corridor is also very special. It is located behind the screen wall, which is sandwiched in the middle of a long corridor. No matter where people enter, it is shrouded under the cameras at both ends. What customers don’t know is that under the two cameras, there are heavy machine guns each with 500 rounds of ammunition links.

Mo Shaoqiu walked to the entrance of the shop, blinked, and was a little confused.

“So many people”

He grabbed a passerby and asked, "Brother, are the weapons store doing promotions?"

The weapon shop is similar to the gold shop during the normal season, with average traffic and a short stay. Compared with other dealers, the Mojia shop has a slightly better after-sales service, and often gives away a few more armor-piercing bullets, but it is not cheap at all in terms of price, and sometimes it is a little more expensive, so the business is not very good.

But now, if it weren't for the Mén face he had decorated, Mo Shaoqiu almost thought he was going to the supermarket.

The person who was caught was looking like he was doing business in the Western mainland. The suit was wrinkled and the clothes inside were soaked. He shook and said, ""Promote, the price has increased."

"Then what do you buy?"

"Aren't you worried that you can't buy it? Look at that guys, the next train opening date will be two weeks later.

He refers to several natives, carrying heavy weapons on their shoulders and carrying them, and pushing a motorcycle behind them, with boxes of bullets on them.

"This guy." Mo Shaoqiu understood now that it was not only the people on earth who bought the weapons, but also the natives.

He felt a stern in his heart, and quickly went to find Chen Yi. When he met, he asked, "Do you know the natives are buying weapons in large quantities?"

"What weapon?"

"There are both light and heavy, and at least 50,000 pistols are 60,000, and there are more spears." Mo Shaoqiu swallowed and whispered: "I am not strict in supervision. Now the ones that have flowed out can at least equip a Class A master."

Chen Yi spit out a "poppy" sip of tea and said, "Type A master? They only have a few mén guns."

"And there is a cannon?" Mo Shaoqiu exclaimed again and said in surprise in a flash: "Do you know?"

"I know, the temple is going well and I want to end the war soon. It's not convenient for us to send people directly. Well... Can you find some coaches from our city? To train the soldiers in Mara City, don't let others buy our weapons as firewood sticks."

Mo Shaoqiu was helpless and almost resentful.

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